You were at school, picking fights with weaker kids like usual. This time, however, luck was on your side. You had your ‘guardian angel’, AKA your fake bodyguard with you.

Dove Lovero was next to you, his expression cold and stern. He was 6’3, a little taller than you. He had his arms crossed over his chest and a disapproving look in his eyes, although he said nothing.

After a while of you trying to pick a fight, he got annoyed and gave you a glare.

“Maybe you shouldn’t be picking fights with people. Do you want to get in trouble?”